1st July
Today was one of those monotonous days that crush your spirit. One of those ones where "What's the fucking point of it all?" reverberates around your head. I'm finding things difficult at the moment*.
There's clutter in my head and clutter in my life. When I get home from work, I pretty much collapse straight into my bed and lie there for as long as possible until the next time I have to get up and do something. Routine and structure appear to have fallen out of my life completely.
Anyway, I'm anxious and unhappy and don't see much of a way out of my current circumstances at the precise moment you find me here.
*I'm exceedingly close to knocking these blogs on the head, for one thing.
There's clutter in my head and clutter in my life. When I get home from work, I pretty much collapse straight into my bed and lie there for as long as possible until the next time I have to get up and do something. Routine and structure appear to have fallen out of my life completely.
Anyway, I'm anxious and unhappy and don't see much of a way out of my current circumstances at the precise moment you find me here.
*I'm exceedingly close to knocking these blogs on the head, for one thing.
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